Chapter 1090 Want to Cry

"Your dad can't save you." Gu Nuannuan clamped her son's hand tightly and frightened him, "Don't move, you'll cut your little flesh."

The little guy cried loudly, and his whole body and mind were focused on his hands. Gu Nuannuan was still chatting with her son, "When you were in your mother's belly, your father cut my nails for me, and your father also put on my socks. Do you think your father loves you the most or your mother?"

How could the little Shanjun have the mood to chat with his mother? His tearful little eyes kept staring at his nails. When his mother cut them, it seemed as if she cut off his "flesh".

After cutting his nails, the little Shanjun seemed to be unable to move, and he didn't dare to drink water from the bottle. He kept crying for his father to hold him.

But Jiang Chenyu still didn't go home at night, and even Jiang Chenfeng didn't go back.

The next day, Jiang Lao went out for a trip. He went to meet several old colleagues. Everyone in the room was the same age as him. Old Jiang got straight to the point. "You all suspect that our Jiang family wants to defy the will of heaven, right? Because when I was young, I picked a good place and built a house. Now everyone says it is a dragon vein. You all believe it, right?"

Someone started to play it safe, "Old Jiang, this matter is very complicated and is still under investigation. If there is really no ghost, then it will be fine naturally."

Old Jiang nodded: "I understand. I came here today just to chat. Let's not talk about big things, just talk about us old guys. I heard that some time ago, Old Meng and Old Guo found a half-immortal to find a cemetery for themselves. Where is it? Tell me, I will go there to buy a piece of land some day. Maybe in a few years, we old guys will meet again down there."

No one in the room spoke. Old Jiang asked knowingly, "Why, you're all silent?"

The old men looked at each other in bewilderment, and Old Jiang continued, "I don't dare to ask anyone to help me find a good place. We are all old. To put it bluntly, if we say that we're gone one day, it's gone. What if I ask someone to look for a piece of land again, someone will say that my Jiang family will ascend to heaven and become gods in the future."

"Old Jiang, this, this, this is serious."

Old Jiang asked back with a smile, "Is it serious?"

The next second, Old Jiang slammed the table angrily and roared, "Old people know that they need to find a good place to be buried after death, to protect their descendants and enjoy happiness. Why can't living people do that? What about the dragon vein? They are all full of ink and have been managing it for half their lives. Have you ever seen a president who lived on a dragon vein to get to where he is today? Throughout history, has there been one!"

Old Jiang roared, making the people in the room silent, holding their breath and not daring to speak.

Old Jiang swept his eyes across the crowd, "Those who can sit in power are all elected by the people. Can they be included in a dragon vein? Pedantic! Nonsense!

I know what you are afraid of. My second son is called the emperor of the business world by all walks of life. You are all afraid that he will really become the king one day. My eldest son is in a high position and some people think that he is colluding with my second son to get to where he is today.

But you didn't open your eyes to see what my eldest son did during his reign. How much money has my second son donated over the years, how many good deeds he has done, and how many projects that win the hearts of the people!" After Old Jiang yelled, his tone gradually slowed down, "When can't raise money, when hasn't my second son taken action? When the project is paralyzed, when hasn't it been my second son? The Jiang family took over the mess? Where was there a disaster? Didn't my Jiang family contribute money, effort and manpower? "

Old Jiang couldn't help but ask back: "If you really destroy the Jiang Group, will you be better off? If you really pull my eldest son down, will the Jiang family collapse? I've told you all, I'm not afraid of your investigation, the Jiang family will always be the Jiang family."

He stood up, holding his crutches with both hands, "I'm sorry for what I said today. Brothers, I'm going to leave the party today. I have a young grandson at home. I'll go home and coax him to sleep. Goodbye."

He strode out of the room and sat in his own car, "Go home."

The car drove away slowly, leaving the old people in the room looking at each other in bewilderment.

When he got home, Old Jiang saw Xiao Shanjun crying on the sofa, "Oh, my dear grandson, why are you crying again, grandpa is back."

Xiao Shanjun raised his little arms, stepped on the sofa barefoot, and insisted on being hugged by his grandfather.

The servant explained, "Master, it's time for Young Master Sun to go to bed, but he won't let us servants hold him. Both young ladies are not at home, and you are not at home either. Young Master Sun looked for you but couldn't find you, so he sat on the sofa and cried."

Xiao Shanjun only sticks to his family. Wei Aihua is out, and Gu Nuannuan is in the library. Her exam is approaching, and she has been paying more attention to it recently. Registration time, including checking the score standards of previous years, to see which school she has a chance to go to.

The child was left at home, and he wanted to make him lively and noisy so that the old man would not have wild thoughts, but he didn't expect that Mr. Jiang secretly went out. There was no adult at home. Xiao Shanjun was very alert when facing strange servants, and he even refused to drink the milk bottle handed over by the servant.

He kept crying and shouting for "Nie Nie" until his grandfather came home. He sat in his grandfather's arms, sobbing and drinking milk powder while being held.

Mr. Jiang's heart was broken, and he was heartbroken as he held his little grandson.

"Nie Nie, my dad~"

Xiao Shanjun hadn't seen his father for several days, and he missed his father.

Old Jiang: "Your dad will be back in two days. Drink the milk powder and go to sleep. When you wake up, we will video chat with Chen Yu."

Little Shanjun cried and drank the remaining milk powder. He lay in his grandfather's arms and slept obediently. Before going to bed, "Pinch, daddy will watch."

"Okay, wake up and video chat with Chen Yu, go to sleep."

Patting his grandson to coax him to sleep, Old Jiang caressed his grandson's face lovingly, "The Jiang family will always be the Jiang family, and it will never fall."

Little Shanjun hummed in his dream.

After waking up, he held his cell phone and wanted to video chat with his father. As a result, Jiang Chenyu's cell phone was not connected for a long time. The little guy cried. Mr. Jiang watched cartoons with his grandson, but the little tiger didn't watch either.

He had no choice but to call Jiang Chenyu, "Hey, Chenyu, Tiger is crying thinking about you, please talk to your son quickly."

As soon as the phone was put to the little guy's ear, the little guy heard his father's voice, "Hey, son,"

He burst into tears and cried, "Dad~"

"Be good, I miss you daddy."

Jiang Chenyu laughed, feeling a little bitter in his heart. He had been so busy these days that he would contact his wife in the middle of the night. The children were all asleep at that time, so he ignored his son. Unexpectedly, the little guy would think that he wanted to cry. "Come on, daddy will make a video for you."

Jiang Chenyu hung up the phone, opened the video and watched each other for five minutes with his son. Assistant He came in and interrupted, "Dad has gone to work. You listen to grandpa at home. You and grandpa will go to pick up Xiao Nuannuan home in the evening. Dad won't At home, take care of mom for dad, okay?"

Little Tiger Grandma nodded with her little face, "Yeah~"

"Be good, daddy loves you."

The little tiger seemed to understand the meaning. He smiled at his grandfather and pouted his little mouth, as if he wanted to tell his grandfather that his father loved him.